◇The Hybrid◆

chapter 5

math was exactly the same as history and chemistry.

i couldn't focus on any of my work because i kept feeling Derek's eyes on me. 

'am i bothering you?' i hear his voice.

i litterally almost fall out of my chair when i hear it.

i accidently stab myself with my pencil and my finger gets coated with blood.

something inside me howls in pain and wants Derek to comfort me.

i was too focused on the blood coming out of my finger i didn't realize Derek was right next to me, kneeling by my chair. he grabs my finger in his hand and he squeezes my finger, really hard. i feel the circulation being cut off. i look up at him. his face only inches away from mine. 

"i'm going to take her to the hospital" Derek announces.

he picks me up off my chair and carries me bridal style. 

"why the hospital? just take her to the nurse" Ms. Blakely says.

"i think she might've hit her vein. and we all know, lead in the body system is not a very good thing. if i took her to the nurse, she would make us wait and see if her parents are okay with me taking her, which i already know her father would want me to take her. so can i please just go before her blood goes all over your white tiles and makes a stain" he says.

the teacher nods and motions to the door.

Derek doesn't hesitate to take me out of the room. i grimace from the pain, i feel him tense up and he starts running through the halls. he takes me to the parking lot and sets me down in the passenger seat of his black chevy silverado. 

i was surprised when he lifted me up and was able to set me in the seat. his truck is so tall, how does he even get in himself?

he even buckles me in. "i'm pretty sure i can buckle myself" i say.

he shakes his head. "not with a busted finger" 

he shuts my door and jogs to his side. he gets in and shuts his dor. he doesn't even bother buckling himself before he speeds out of the school parking lot and speeds even faster down the street. 

"slow down!" i say.

he shakes his head. "i need to get you to the doctor"

"i'll live longer if you slow down! what if you crash. then i'm really going to be screwed" i sigh. "i don't even want to think about what my mom is going to do when she finds out i stabbed myself" i chuckle nervously. 

she's probably going to beat me again. even though she's in rehab for beating me and conner a few years ago, she hasn't changed.

i hear a low growl come out of Derek's mouth and i know he read my thoughts. 

i keep my mouth shut and my thought clouded for the rest of the ride. 

out of the corner of my eye i see Derek has a pained look on his face. he shakes his hand, like he's trying to get rid of a feeling. almost as if he was in pain too.

i feel my eyes start to feel heavy when the car stops. he swings his door open and runs to my side. i hear my door swing open. one of his arms slides under the back of my knees and the other goes on my upper back.

he lifts me out of the seat and i lay gently in his arms. i wrap my arms around his neck and try to hold myself up so he doesn't have to carry all of my weight, but my eyes flutter closed and the feeling in my arms go numb.

"no. no. no. Layla. stay with me. please. open you eyes. stay awake" 

i am engulfed in darkness, but i fight my way through it and try to find a glimpse of light. 

i feel Derek kick a door open and he runs inside to where ever we are. 

"Wren! Denise! i need help!" he shouts.

i am set onto a cusiony surface. i feel Derek's hand caress my cheek. 

wait.. did he.. caress my cheek?

i feel a small drop of water splash on my face. 

is he crying?

"WREN! DENISE!" he shouts again.

"WREN!!!" he shouts, his voice cracking.

i hear footsteps quickly come into the room. 

"yes, alpha?" i hear a voice that is vaguely famiiar. "is that-"

"yes, it's Layla collins" Derek says.

"as in-"

"yes, it's Christopher andd Jakie's daughter. and my mate. now fix her before i rip your head off!" Derek growls.

i hear a whimper and i know Derek had his hands wrapped around his throat. 

i try to speak, but my voice won't come out. i try to kick and scream and try to make him stop, but my body won't move. 

"d-d-de-dere-derek-k" i say the best i can.

i hear the whimpering stop and the guy takes a deep breath. i feel a hand touch my face, i can't help but lean into his touch.

his hand is just so warm and soft. 

"Layla? baby, are you awake?" i hear his voice.

i try to nod my head, but it won't move.

the butterflies start flying all around in my stomach at the pet name he gave me.

i hear a chuckle fall from his lips. "i can hear you. you're thoughts are going crazy" 

he caresses my cheek with his thumb, and my heart flutters. "i knew you felt it too. i know you love me. you can't hide it, not from me" he says.

i shiver when his fingertips trace over my lips. "it's tragic that i don't love you" he says and he takes his hand away from my face. my heart drops.

"you're just a worthless bitch. the only reason i need you to be alive is because i'm supposed to protect you. you're dad would kill me if i let you die" 

i hear his footsteps go out of the room. my eyes feel like they could tear up at any second, by i'm hoping that since my eyes are closed no tears would slip out. 

.. wait. why do i even care? what do i care if he loves me or not? i certainly don't love him. i can't possibly. he's a dick. no one loves a dick.